Novel & Cerita Amira West Leaked

Amara grabbed the laptop, clutching it and the drive as she ran for the bathroom, the only room with a lock. She slammed the door shut, her hands shaking as she barricaded it with a chair. Gunfire echoed outside, mixed with shouts and the crash of furniture. She plugged the drive back into the laptop, her fingers flying over the keys. If she was going to die, she wasn’t going down without exposing Adeyemi. She opened an email client, attaching every file from the drive, and typed a message to every major news outlet in Nigeria: Victor Adeyemi, KaluTech, Obsidian Ventures—corruption, murder, embezzlement. The truth is here.

“You think you did her a favor? Exposing her life- her tragedies? Are you insane-“ “First of all, I did do her a favor-“ “How?!” Leona demands, and once more, Amara shrugs. “Better they find out now rather than later. If she waited too long, it’d just become a huge scandal, and she’d lose more than just people’s respect.” Amara justifies. “Hell, now that I’ve helped her out with coming clean, she’s probably earned herself some pity points.” “You’re fucking delusional-“ Leona scoffs, disbelief written all over her face as she matches her sister’s position, leaning back in her seat with crossed arms.

He cannot understand how the crowd turned on his face so suddenly. From the sea of angry faces below, Haley frantically waves both arms in the air, jabbing a finger toward the massive screen lighting up the wall behind Amara’s head. Amara freezes instantly, his brain slow to register what is happening behind his back. But the exact moment his neck turns and his eyes catch sight of the video, his legs give out completely. His body collapses onto the wooden stage in a messy heap. This secret tape was never supposed to come out to the public. How did it leak from the dark? The dirty deal happened deep inside Alpha Merritt's most exclusive private club. Who in their right mind would risk their l

Jamie looked at them and then at me, quickly bringing out her phone. "Daughter of Jamie Sinclair, Doris Rodriguez's threesome sex video leaked." I read out loud, my eyes never leaving Jamie's eyes. Jamie's leg wobbled as she quickly found herself a seat, her eyes glued to the screen before letting out a loud scream. "What the fuckkkkkk"

The only person she'd spoken to from home was Khadijah and even that was on very few occasions. Hamidah had always been too busy for the rest of the family and Amirah used to be angry at her for that but now she was getting to understand that if you wanted to maintain your sanity, staying away was the best. She didn't know her sister's story but she sincerely prayed it wasn't as bad as hers. At sixteen, Amirah began to see her school's counselor, it helped for awhile and she had a journal where she wrote a lot of things, her feelings, thoughts and experiences but that was until her mother had found it, read it and burnt it.

The news of the leak had traveled fast, and though Bloom's inner circle was silent publicly, behind the walls of family, there was fire and whispers. Mrs. Oden entered last with Richard and Zack in tow. She gave Amiriam a knowing glance but said nothing until everyone was seated. What do we do about this leak?" Christiana insisted, arms folded. "The board is worried." "I'll handle it," Amiriam said, her voice strained. "You can't just sweep it under the rug," Rita said, her voice sharp. "I'm not sweeping anything under the rug," Amiriam snapped. "But I'm not going to allow the media to turn this into something it's not. We were betrayed. I'm going to handle it."

I wanted to save my father from him, not only did I kill him, I killed his wife too. I discovered that Amara was their daughter after I linked the similar features of her looks to her late mother's. I didn't know what to do and that was why I hid all the files in the secret room. But my mistake was allowing her to remain in the room the day I found her there. What baffled me was how she got access to the videos, though I had it locked with a password. That wasn't important anymore though, she was bound to find out somehow. I took off my clothes and headed for the bathroom to have a shower. I turned on the heater and waited for the water to get warm a bit before turning the shower on.

I hate this, but I still feel hopeful because she doesn't know my next plan to tell the world that I am a West too, not just a wannabe. I am related by blood to the well-known West conglomerate. I know she will stay if I tell her, but no, I wouldn't. "I know you won't believe me,” Miranda said, tears rolling from her eyes down to her cheeks. “I do believe you, my love” I cringed hard with my last words. “It's the truth. I told you that Amelia is a weapon against your success, but you never listened. You could have scattered that conference by telling the world that she was your ex-wife” She sniffed, irritatingly rubbing her nose.

Willa’s fingers trembled as she pushed the door open. A split second, and everything changed. Fair skin, riding, moans, and ass creaks all stared back at her face. A little too cliché to be reality, but then it was. “Amira…” Cain moaned a name that wasn’t hers. Willa couldn’t scream. Her mouth opened, but no words reached her lips. It was nothing short of the perfect betrayal, the kind she had crafted out in words and fed to her fans, but today, the full-course meal was served to her.

I ask her, barely masking my open hostility at this point. “I know how it sounds Cole, but I am telling the truth. I am a werewolf.” “Oh my god, is it like a cult?” Imogen for the win again. “Goodness, I know how to pick them. A werewolf? Seriously Amara? Were you on medication before the collapse? I can talk to my parents and see if they can figure out how to help you.” I push away from the table and move to get up. She slams her hand down on top of mine and looks up at me. I catch the quickest odd flash of her eyes.